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Eric watched Mr Jones walk into the room, he looked at the man shocked at the secret he had now come to know. Mr Jones was a shapeshifter, one that is forbidden to live in Ascencia or any of her villages. While he was still processing the shock at seeing Mr Jones in the palace, he noticed a strange cordial relationship between the man and his parents. Eric stared the trio, surprised. Do his parents know that the man could shapeshift? Did they know he was a large black snarling werewolf that could knock a witch off her feet? Eric searched his parents’ faces for answers, but it was far from it. From the look of things, they had no idea of the man they exchanged happy glances with. Eric was lost. “Son, now you already know Anna’s father. He was the one who brought you to us,” his father star